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Stargate - Alliances

Fallenreaper said
Will do, I've got the start already mostly written out and will start a pad for it shortly. Currently on a computer at the library and might, depending, hop into the chatroom. >_> Depends....he still might be able to get, despite passing the physical test- not to mention the amount he smokes- (not looked at it yet) which might allow him to still pass.

Well I know for the second part Cody will look down on the guy for smoking, for being too weak willed...

American Crime Story

Well Sounds good to me!

Stargate - Alliances

Cody had stood in the back of the room staying silent. Nothing was too surprising, except maybe the change in ground team command, but he was relieved to here it wasn't him. All the work that came with it would just be a headache on top of everything else he needed to do, which reminded him he still needed to talk to Williams about the new approach he wanted to take to this mission, though the risks would be far greater for himself it would be considerably more affective, and considering the mission objective they were going to have maybe this would be a good opportunity though he still needed Williams approval.

Cody thought back to earlier in the medical bay. "It'll be fine doc, just patch me up." He had told one of the lower medical staff. Of course she was irritated at him for is lack of concern for himself, and when she was about to speak he continued to talk to keep her from doing the same. "Honestly Doc, I've gone through hell and back, a minor wound won't be too bad as long as you patch it up, so just get it done and over with so I can get back to work." She was reluctant and this went on while she patched him up off and on insisting he take time off and relax, as in don't go on a deadly save a planet mission, but here he was sitting in the briefing preparing himself to go on the mission anyway. One of these he'll probably end up pushing himself too far, but that day would not be soon.

American Crime Story

"It's all about the rush...Nothing else matters, not the drugs, not the guns, nothing. I don't mind helping, as long as I always get the rush..."

Name: Zack Thompson

Nicknames: N/A

Rank: N/A

Age:21

Occupation: Street Racer/Informant

Years On: 1 Year as an Informant under his handler who was a child hood friend. 6 years as a street racer.

Skills: First off is obviously his ability to drive. He loves high speeds drifting and all that comes with it.
He's also a smooth talker making side deals and sometimes negotiates deals between groups. His last gift though is one that he uses to enjoy racing and fund his career which is boosting cars.

Personality & History: For personality Zack is actually a really nice guy who just enjoys the illegal street racing. He normally doesn't care for the other side areas such as drugs and other illegal activities. Respect is the center of his code of honor which depending on who he's with or the situation you can find him quoting, or making a new code for on the spot.

As for his history Zack was born in Kansas City Missouri. He has no idea who his parents are and was raised by his best friend's family. This best friend was Emily Thompson, who kept Zack out of trouble during school and helped him out with homework and also is the one that got him into cars when Zack became depressed in lower school. She was a lot older than Zack but that didn't keep the two from being amazing friends and spending a lot of time together. When Emily graduated though Zack was left on his own in middle school and then High school. While Emily was going to the police academy Zack fell into the wrong crowd and was already racing at the age of 16. At first he enjoyed every aspect of the life. The drinking the smoking and all of that. At the age of 20 he ran into Emily again in Boston where the racing scene had finally taken him, but unfortunately it was during a bust. She was able to set him up as an informant to help out the police. This was good for Zack and helped him turn his life around while he was still helping out the police by living the same lifestyle his attitude had changed significantly about things. He stopped the drugs and only smokes every now and then, for awhile he had a girlfriend who was in the military but was medically discharged shortly after they met and soon the two were engaged. Maria, his fiance also helped him out tremendously to where the only part of his life that's still bad for say is that he hasn't even bothered trying to stop racing, which is why he became an informant. About two weeks back though Emily and Maria were spending some time together and were involved in an accident. The only survivor was Chinook. Maria's service dog, which never leaves Zack's side now. Even when he's racing Chinook is in the car with him, supporting him. Now Zack awaits his new handler hoping to stay on the right path and make a new friend, but only time will tell.

Extra:

Chinook

- Has a hidden tattoo on his lower back that no one knows about.
- Has a 9mm Berretta PX4 in his car.

So any volunteers for the new handler position?

Stargate - Alliances

Alright! Anyone need and or want me for a collab? If not I might wait till Cody is mentioned or addressed to pull him back into everything.

Stargate - Alliances

Hey guys sorry I dissappeared for awhile, my grandmother died and then after the funeral I flew out to Texas to just get some alone time with a friend from my past and I just dropped everything including this. I do apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused, but I am back now!

Stargate - Alliances

Sorry Sep lol. I have another friend named Sev so it's habbit :p

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Well I informed Sev, but I was gone for nine days lol

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Cody new that this would hurt, but to this degree was a bit more than he would've liked. While his attack had easily taken out his attackers, Cody's left shoulder hadn't been the luckiest. A staff weapon blast had knocked him down luckily only wounding his shoulder.After about a minute of just rolling in pain Cody stood up dropping the Zat and just began to walk even further away from the facility. He'd have to get out of the jammed area and into an area that he could be beamed up at. The team had the back pack with the device that could get them up to the ship easily, but Cody wasn't in range of said device any more. He was on his own. Luckily for him though the enemy was focused on attacking the facility with the rest of his companions in it, not just searching for him, so that made things a lot easier than his past missions.

Cody ran through the brush swiftly making his way towards a clearing he knew was beaming capable when he spotted two more hostiles just talking. Of course he'd have the luck of running into the slackers of the enemy forces. The ones that thought they could get away with staying in the back under the pretenses of making sure everything was secure. Sadly for them they actually needed to do that, but luckily for Cody they weren't actually doing that.He was able to easily sneak up a matter of feet behind the two of them, listening to one of them talking about his issues with his wife, the other mocking him since he was still single. A rather normal conversation really, but now it was time to end it. Cody raised the pistol and shot the first man in the back of the head as the second man dropped and turned raising his hands in surrender. He begged and pleaded for his life and Cody just looked into the mans eyes. The windows into the soul is what some people though about eyes. If so, what did this mans say? That he really didn't want to be here, or a part of this? Or perhaps, let me live so I can shoot you in the back? More importantly what did Cody's say? Cody wasn't manipulating his eyes at all for the emotion they displayed so he was pretty sure by the scared look on the mans face he knew Cody wasn't going to spare him. As the man slowly stopped begging Cody simply pulled the trigger and finished runnig to the clearing. He would have to talk to Williams about his assignment. This approach he'd been ordered to take may never work, he would have to take more serious action if he hoped to achieve his mission. The question was, would Williams have the stomach to authorize such action?

The Walking Dead - Northwards

Claire had sat hugging her knees to her chest the entire time waiting on the captain to do his recon, and even through his plan. She had hardly paid any attention to things ever since Chris was missing. She kept thinking about the past. Swimming in the river at night a few years back, to the look on Chris's face when he found a working bike in a garage. How he always knew how to cheer her up, and how he'd always been there for her no matter what. She'd been trying so hard not to cry anymore though, especially whenever she told herself that she wasn't there for Chris when he needed her.

When the group headed out she followed behind Jack and even reached out to tug at his arm a little to get his attention, but she withdrew her arm before she did that. All she really wanted right now was someone to help her, give her a hug and make her believe everything would be alright. The reality though was that none of that would happen. If she was lucky Chris would be with the slavers, but even so, there was no reason to believe the slaves would survive. As soon as that first shot rang out what was to stop the slavers from killing everyone? Of course she didn't have a military mind like the man who took charge of the group, she wasn't a politician who was used to thinking through everything for their decisions. She was just Claire a sad girl surrounded by people she didn't even know and now a good chance of being without a family. Finally another tear trickled down her face as she followed behind as they got to the post office. Her first mission before any other would hopefully find a room to itself she could huddle up alone in and cry herself to sleep, well unless the group dragged her into another group conversation, but again. She was just a little girl to most of them probably so she doubted that would happen.